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Thomas Roswell
Legacy Name: Thomas Roswell
The
Reborn DragarthOwner: TOASTERINTHETUB
Age: 14 years, 5 months, 1 week
Born: December 28th, 2011
Adopted: 14 years, 5 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: December 28th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Thomas aka Trigger; the unlikely love child of go-go gal Maria "Magdalene" and her unsung knight in black chinos. There's a dozen words for who he is and what he does, few of them flattering. He prefers trigger, others consider him a glorified flunky, but whatever the case he eagerly leads his whirlwind lifestyle, whisked along by his invulnerable ego and uncanny ability to cheat death time and time again(but not without a few bumps to show for it), doing whatever needs doing for menial pay and paper thin friendships- no pat on the back necessary.
He might take it for granted, but luck is certainly on his side.
Name: Thomas Grant Roswell
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Irish Italian
General Appearance: Trigger's body is a monument to materialism, the one thing that is truly and completely his own. He's done everything in his power to reclaim "himself" after an accident left him with extensive scarring on the left sides of his face, neck, and shoulders that gives his skin an unpleasant "melted wax" look. His tongue is split, lobs stretched, cheeks pierced, and his right arm halfway inked with two giant koi.
He likes spending money he doesn't have on expensive, flashy clothes--especially ones that show off the toned figure he spends so much time concerned over.
Hair: A dirty blonde faux hawk.
Eyes: The right is a greyish blue, while the left is often milky red and partially swollen shut. Scarring has left it cloudy and virtually useless.
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 137 lbs
Likes/Dislikes: He dislikes guns immensely, which is unfortunate considering the the kinds of enemies he has. However, he's never directly killed a man and never wants to--he only knows how to get the ball rolling.Lucky for Trigger, he likes to travel and appreciates a beautiful car, even if it doesn't technically "belong" to him.
Fears: Death fer sure, who doesn't! And man, this is embarrassing, but you know those little dogs with all the hair? The kryptonite to his Super Man.
Personality: Trigger is a doer. He gets things done, whatever the cost, and often without thinking things through. Only by virtue of his strong physical instincts and quick reaction time has he managed to survive as long as he has and as many times as he's turned an uncomfortable spot into a life or death situation.
He leads a very solitary life and reinvents himself constantly--shedding identities like most people shed clothes. His aversion to the truth verges on pathological. He tends to let his heart govern his actions and grows bored quickly in stagnant, overtly-structured environments. In other words, Thomas is never truly happy unless he's flying by the seat of his pants.
His over-confidence is often his downfall, as he's quick to pass judgement and equally quick to let his guard down. One might say he's naive, but perhaps his self-defeating patterns are part of something larger.
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He might take it for granted, but luck is certainly on his side.
Name: Thomas Grant Roswell
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Irish Italian
General Appearance: Trigger's body is a monument to materialism, the one thing that is truly and completely his own. He's done everything in his power to reclaim "himself" after an accident left him with extensive scarring on the left sides of his face, neck, and shoulders that gives his skin an unpleasant "melted wax" look. His tongue is split, lobs stretched, cheeks pierced, and his right arm halfway inked with two giant koi.
He likes spending money he doesn't have on expensive, flashy clothes--especially ones that show off the toned figure he spends so much time concerned over.
Hair: A dirty blonde faux hawk.
Eyes: The right is a greyish blue, while the left is often milky red and partially swollen shut. Scarring has left it cloudy and virtually useless.
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 137 lbs
Likes/Dislikes: He dislikes guns immensely, which is unfortunate considering the the kinds of enemies he has. However, he's never directly killed a man and never wants to--he only knows how to get the ball rolling.Lucky for Trigger, he likes to travel and appreciates a beautiful car, even if it doesn't technically "belong" to him.
Fears: Death fer sure, who doesn't! And man, this is embarrassing, but you know those little dogs with all the hair? The kryptonite to his Super Man.
Personality: Trigger is a doer. He gets things done, whatever the cost, and often without thinking things through. Only by virtue of his strong physical instincts and quick reaction time has he managed to survive as long as he has and as many times as he's turned an uncomfortable spot into a life or death situation.
He leads a very solitary life and reinvents himself constantly--shedding identities like most people shed clothes. His aversion to the truth verges on pathological. He tends to let his heart govern his actions and grows bored quickly in stagnant, overtly-structured environments. In other words, Thomas is never truly happy unless he's flying by the seat of his pants.
His over-confidence is often his downfall, as he's quick to pass judgement and equally quick to let his guard down. One might say he's naive, but perhaps his self-defeating patterns are part of something larger.
Afflictions:
Abilities:
History: